Where were you when you heard?

I was in 8th grade. They let school out early, and the Guard base bus (we went to school off base) was there. I was at home to see the bad news. My Dad was immediately activated.

I most remember my teacher (what subject? too many years ago) in tears as we ran to the bus, and once home, prepping my Dad for plan B (firearm loaded and loaded mags in the belt, the only time I had ever done that for him was Cuban Crisis). Plan A was tornadoes, floods, riots.
 
I just realized...

I was in the third grade. The same class I was in when they announced that the USS Thresher was lost in April, and one of the crew was the father of a girl in our class. Bad feeling.

Fast forward, same class, November 22nd. Announcement over the PA. The President had been shot in Dallas. The principal said that he would try to keep up to day, but some old equipment he was using as a radio was starting to smoke some. A while later he came back on the PA and announced "He is dead" and told us school was out. As 3rd graders in 1963 it was more than just a shock and I think some of us cried as we were walking home. The next days were spent on the floor in front of our B & W tv watching the preparation and the funeral. We'd had Sputnik, bomb shelters, almost a war in Cuba that we didn't really understand but that was it. The end of the world as we knew it. It made such an impact that here we are over 50 years later talking about it.
 
Senior in high school, in typing class. They stopped classes for the rest of the day, but the buses didn't show up til hours later.
 
Junior in Thomas A Edison vocational and Technical high school in Jamaica New York. They announced it over the school's pa system and that school for the day would be dismissed. Got home and mom had the old emerson on and showed Walter Cronkite with the sad news. Think all tv programs were prempted until after the funeral. Frank
 
Third grade classroom. It came over the loudspeakers.
One boy started crying, which at the time I thought was odd for a third grader, but in hindsight, it put the exclamation point on the seriousness of that announcement.
 
I was in the 4th grade in Memphis. I didn't know much about politics, but was aware that JFK wasn't the most popular president around here. However, there was respect for the office in those days. So it wasn't so much the man being killed, but the concept of the President being killed that boggled our minds. I don't remember much crying. It was more like a state of shock and disbelief that something like this could happen.
Our school had maybe four TV sets on tall stands that were shared by many classes. One just happened to be in my classroom at the time. I remember that they crammed as many of us as they could into the room and we watched the news coverage.
I don't think we went home early, but we did take the next couple of days off.
 
I was at work, we heard about it over the intercom the rest of the day you could hear a pin drop.:(
 
I was in school and we were all brought into the auditorium to look at one very small black and white TV with rabbit ears. Then we were sent home for 4 days of total TV coverage.
 
I can remember clearly even though I was only 4 1/2 years old. I was on the floor playing in front of the TV and my mom was folding towels on the sofa when the news broke. She started crying and it upset me that she was crying. I asked her why and she told me the president was shot and killed and gave me a big hug and a kiss and told me not to worry.
 
High school senior, government class right after open lunch hour. My then boy friend who was out of school, came into the classroom and told us, he had heard it on the car radio. School was dismissed within an hour or so.
My parents didn't have TV so spent a lot of time at boyfriend's parents glued to the TV. I will always remember the fiesty riderless horse in the funeral procession.
 
Downtown Chicago working for Household Finance. Came back from lunch and they were talking about how Kennedy was shot but no word on his condition. A little later the boss came out of his office and somberly announced JFK was dead. Still had customers in the lobby waiting to apply for loans so had to get right to work. Saw Oswald get shot on TV. At the time I knew nothing about politics, just thought JFK was an OK guy.
 
I was working at the Kresge store in Towson Md. The whole shopping center quickly got empty as if no stores were open.(no cars on the parking lot) We turned the radio on and they were playing funeral music. It was a day to remember.
 
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Actually it happened...

It happened 12:30 pm Central Time and the death was announced at 1:33.

I saw a pretty good documentary on the events from the point of view of the press people and how frantic they were to get the CONFIRMED word that he was dead. To say it was a madhouse would be a big understatement.

Oh, and like 9/11, it was the feeling the nothing would be the same again in the US that stood out in the immediate shock and sadness.
 

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